Locked Up

(Ha-ha)
 Gotta laugh to keep from cryin', dawg
 My mama locked, but she strong
 My pops got popped, now he gone
 Lil' bro locked, told him, "Hold on", oh, ayy
 My mama locked up, my pops got popped up
 Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up
 And when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya
 But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
 My mama locked up, my pops got popped up
 Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up
 Yeah, when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya
 But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
 I lost my pops, that was my spine, uh like, why the good ones gotta die, uh?
 Right after that I did that time, on my mama, I think God heard me cryin'
 'Cause I ran up a check, they say, "He humble", but I gotta flex
 Drivin' a foreign like I'm tryna wreck, I lost my n-, so I keep the TEC
 You f- me over, -ch, you gon' regret it, you can't get my heart, my heart is in heaven
 With my n- that I lost, free my brother, I need my dawg
 My mama locked up, my pops got popped up
 Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me f-d up
 And when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya
 But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
 My mama locked up, my pops got popped up
 Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up
 Yeah, when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya
 But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
 I just missed my mama call and I can't call her back (I can't call her back)
 Love hearin' lil' bro voice, I keep my dawg on track (I keep my dawg on track)
 Call you when I land, lil' bro, I'm flyin' back (I'm flyin' back)
 He been writin' these letters, ni- ain't writin' back (ain't writin' back)
 I was locked up with this -ga, had life he said, "Don't be stupid, young -
 Keep that thing close, pray you never gotta use it, young - (keep that thing close)
 I ain't never comin' home, make sure you do it, my - (make sure you do that sh-)
 'Cause I been in here goin' through it, my n-" (ah-ah)
 Cuz got killed showin' up unannounced, so I don't do pop-ups (I don't do pop-ups)
 Unc' got killed smokin' his weed, so I don't do ganja (I don't do ganja)
 -ga run up on me too quick, I'ma lift that Glock up (I'ma lift that Glock up)
 'Cause my head -ed up, too many n- dyin', too many n- locked up
 My mama locked up, my pops got popped up (no cap)
 Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up (no cap)
 And when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya
 But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
 My mama locked up, my pops got popped up
 Lil' bro still locked up, and it got me fu-d up
 Yeah, when they see you without no cheese, they ain't gon' count ya
 But they gon' hate and call you fake soon as you count up
 They say, "Be humble" but I gotta flex, drivin' a foreign like I'm tryna wreck
 Tell me be humble but I gotta flex, drivin' a foreign like I'm tryna wreck
 I came from nothin', now I got a check, I came from nothin', now I got a check
 'Member - ain't write me back, 'member - ain't write me back
 Now that they got they hand out, can't do sh- with that, gang